บท 118: Leopold De Auras

The middle aged man with ordinary features- black hair and brown eyes- had an extraordinary demeanour. Each of his steps left an invisible mark on the grounds.

His aura was almost visible, ethereal- it was giving off a golden glow. He looked as if he was the incarnation of authority and majesty itself. His broad shoulders looked as if they could lift the entire sky.

But unlike the other attendees, he was not enamoured in gold or other shiny jewels. The golden crown on his head was all the pieces of rare metals and gems he had. Though the robe he wore was majestic and extravagant, it felt short of many of the clothes of worn by other nobles in the party. But none dared to mock or laugh. Because they knew- the man before them was the richest man in the entire Confederation and one of the richest in all of Ervilia.